August 25, 2008
As I descended into the basement, my mind went back to the last few weeks. All the anxiety of wanting to know what the packages contained and trying to look inside. Iíll probably feel foolish if they contained nothing more than cleaning products but why the secrecy? Why were all the packages unmarked?
As I reached the bottom of the stairs I found myself in a lab of some sort. There was a chalkboard with equations, a workbench filled some electronics and, right in front of me, a large table that held not three but ten packages and all opened.